Chapter 4
Lu Mian, who had softly muttered “brother,” swallowed the rest of his planned kinship upgrade, relieved, and uncurled his toes beneath the blanket.
That was close.
Almost let Lu Lin get the upper hand.
Lu Mian quietly turned his head, staring at Liu Xu as if she were his savior.
He opened his mouth. “Starving! Starving!”
Liu Xu’s eyes flickered with a hint of joy. The Young Master seemed to be in good spirits; he had remarkably omitted ‘Lu Lin’ from his sentence.
Thinking this, she glanced at the figure standing by the bed, pondering for a moment.
“Why did Madam take Lu Lin to Mian Mian’s room?” In the main courtyard, Lu Hongzhi stepped forward solicitously, reaching for Tao Rouxuan’s hand.
Tao Rouxuan discreetly withdrew her hand. “Mian Mian is at a lively age; he needs company.”
Lu Hongzhi lowered his empty hand, his refined face betraying nothing. “Madam is right. How is Mian Mian doing?”
Hearing him mention their son, Tao Rouxuan’s expression changed slightly. “Not very well.”
Lu Hongzhi frowned. “After court tomorrow, I’ll personally go to the Imperial Hospital and invite the Imperial Physician to take a look.”
“No need,” Tao Rouxuan said, “I plan to enter the palace tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Lu Hongzhi dropped the subject and inquired about Lu Mian’s condition again.
A worried look appeared on Tao Rouxuan’s face. At this point, she had to admit that her son seemed… not just to have amnesia.
She murmured, “He seems…” a little foolish.
Talking to the air and the bedposts, Tao Rouxuan had never seen any normal person behave like this.
Just then, someone hurried in. “Master, Madam.”
Tao Rouxuan frowned, looking at Liu Xu who had entered. “Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you to watch over the Young Master?”
“Replying to Madam, the Young Master just said he was hungry…” Liu Xu recounted what had happened in the room, including Lu Mian’s every move.
Tao Rouxuan immediately set off for Lu Mian’s Yulin Pavilion.
Inside Yulin Pavilion, the servants brought in the meal. Lu Mian slipped to the table and began to eat, first popping a crystal shrimp dumpling into his mouth. The moment the delicious, fragrant juice entered his mouth, he experienced the first benefit of transmigrating.
This was…
Too delicious!
Lu Mian stuffed several dumplings into his mouth at once, completely ignoring Lu Lin sitting opposite him.
The main reason was that the servants who had brought the meal hadn’t left yet, and with more people around, he felt bolder.
However, no one spoke a word. The only sound in the room was the occasional clinking of jade chopsticks against plates.
A bit awkward, Lu Mian thought. This scene needed a novel title – I Transmigrated into a Book…
Lu Mian shook his head and glanced at the other person while taking a sip of water. He saw Lu Lin looking at him, his dark eyes unreadable, back to the quiet, reserved, and unassuming Eldest Young Master of the Lu residence that he presented to others. The person who had questioned him earlier seemed like a figment of his imagination.
Their eyes met, and Lu Lin’s eyelashes flickered.
Lu Mian stared back: O.o.
Lu Lin: “…”
This little fool.
Lu Mian continued to bury his head in his delicious food.
Food is good, food is fragrant, Lu Lin is not fragrant, Lu Lin is bad.
Fifteen minutes later, Tao Rouxuan entered with a group of people and saw Lu Mian happily devouring a chicken leg in one hand and a pastry in the other, his eyes unusually bright.
She glanced at Lu Lin sitting beside him and then said, “Go and invite Doctor Wu.”
Liu Xu understood that Madam intended to have the Eldest Young Master’s wounds treated. She nodded, backed away a few steps, and then turned to leave.
Lu Mian, who was eating, saw Tao Rouxuan, held up his sweet cake, and said seriously, “Look! This is a cake hand!”
Tao Rouxuan, unsure whether to laugh or cry, reached out and affectionately patted his head.
Lu Mian, equally ignoring everyone, continued to stuff pastries into his mouth. After finishing, he instinctively started stacking the plates, one, two, three… leaving the table spotless.
Tao Rouxuan, who had never seen her son do such a thing, was stunned for a moment, then said to the servants behind her, “Someone, clear the table.”
The plates Lu Mian had half-stacked were taken away one by one. He reached out to grab them back, but his hand was held. He didn’t look at Tao Rouxuan, who was holding his hand. He couldn’t bring himself to say what he wanted to say to a mother who had just lost her son.
So Lu Mian turned to Lu Lin. “Are you happy now! You cold and heartless person!” His plates had been taken away. TvT.
Lu Lin’s gaze fixed on him, sweeping over his pink lips, now moist and slightly oily from the food. His lips moved, but before he could speak, Tao Rouxuan interrupted, “Mian Mian, what nonsense are you talking about again?”
There was a hint of helplessness on her face as she gave Lu Lin a meaningful look.
Indeed, it was just as Liu Xu had said.
As long as Lu Lin was present, her son showed more reactions.
After a moment of thought, she addressed Lu Lin with a slightly unfamiliar tone. “Lin…er.”
Tao Rouxuan felt a little awkward, perhaps because she needed something from him. Her voice was unusually soft when she spoke to Lu Lin. “Mian Mian is like this now, do you think… you could accompany him?” Perhaps if they spent more time together, her son would recover.
Lu Lin glanced at Lu Mian, who looked bewildered, and then calmly replied, “I wouldn’t dare disobey Madam’s orders.”
Tao Rouxuan nodded in satisfaction. Just then, the doctor arrived, invited by Liu Xu. “In that case, let’s take a look at your injuries.”
Lu Lin silently stood up.
The young man’s back wasn’t broad; he looked somewhat thin, lonely, and easy to manipulate. Tao Rouxuan withdrew her gaze and looked at her son, who had become listless again for some reason. She smiled gently. “Mian Mian, are you full?”
Lu Mian looked dazed.
He hadn’t misheard, had he?
What did the original owner’s mother just say?
Let Lu Lin accompany him?
Lu Mian was terrified, trying to convince himself that he had misheard.
Unaware of his thoughts, Tao Rouxuan continued to look at his bandaged forehead. “Tomorrow, Mother will enter the palace and ask your aunt to have Imperial Physician Xu from the Imperial Hospital come and take a look at you. You’ll be fine soon.”
Hearing her mention the injury on his head, Lu Mian felt guilty. If the injury healed, the original owner wouldn’t be able to come back.
Lu Mian lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.
Seeing her son become quiet again after Lu Lin left, Tao Rouxuan thought she had made the right decision. It was good to have Lu Lin accompany her son today.
Soon, Lu Lin returned, his injuries treated. Tao Rouxuan didn’t stay any longer. As she walked out, she heard Liu Xu ask in a low voice, “Madam, do you really want Eldest Young Master to stay in Young Master’s room?”
Tao Rouxuan replied, “Since Mian Mian only recognizes him now, let him stay.”
In her opinion, whether her son liked or disliked someone was all that mattered. Regardless of Lu Lin’s thoughts, he simply had to endure it.
With that, Tao Rouxuan glanced at the two servants standing nervously in the corridor and then headed towards the main courtyard. Liu Xu knowingly lagged half a step behind, beckoning the two over.
“You two, watch him carefully. If anything happens to the Young Master again, you’ll pay for it!”
Hearing this, the two were terrified. They understood from Liu Xu’s words that Madam likely knew about what had happened today but hadn’t reacted yet. They immediately knelt down. “We understand, we will definitely take good care of him, Sister Liu Xu, please put in a good word for us in front of Madam.”
Liu Xu snorted and left.
The two servants exchanged glances and hurried to the door to stand guard.
Inside the room, Lu Mian shrank back into the corner.
How ‘cold and heartless’! She actually left him alone with the villain!
Lu Mian: Sob.
He pursed his lips, his mind racing. What should he say now?
Should he still try the kinship upgrade?
Lu Mian opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the person in front of him approached. He fell silent.
Oh no, my fists are itching.
Lu Mian wavered between solidifying the accusations and attempting the kinship upgrade. The next moment, a cool hand, faintly smelling of bitter medicine, landed on his chin, slowly lifting his head.
Lu Lin looked down, scrutinizing him. The confusion in those eyes was unmistakable, an expression the former Lu Mian would never have shown. His dark eyes were misty, like they had been washed clean, pure and innocent.
What is the villain doing!
Lu Mian’s pupils constricted. He lowered his head and opened his mouth. “Ah—”
The hand on his chin shifted to pinch his cheeks, not using much force.
Lu Mian: OoO!
Lu Lin lowered his gaze, his voice soft. “Want to bite me?”
“Bite you!” Lu Mian’s slightly open mouth made a few muffled sounds. “Awoo—”
He tried to bite several times but failed. Lu Lin seemed to be teasing him, the tension in the corners of his lips unconsciously relaxing. He reached out and ruffled Lu Mian’s hair before quickly letting go.
Lu Lin frowned, looking at his hand.
A few seconds later, he took out a handkerchief and started wiping his hand.
Lu Mian was injured and, with his small frame, no match for Lu Lin. After the struggle, he was exhausted. As soon as the grip on him loosened, he slumped to the floor, motionless.
He knew it; he couldn’t beat Lu Lin.
Thinking this, Lu Mian suddenly sat up straight.
Wait a minute!
He was supposed to be playing dumb to lower the villain’s guard. If he was a fool, the villain wouldn’t bother with him.
But what had he just done!
He’d actually fought with Lu Lin!
Lu Mian’s pupils quaked. He turned his head, catching sight of Lu Lin wiping his hand. He felt a flicker of anger, then froze.
Just now… Lu Lin seemed to have patted his head.
Lu Mian replayed the scene in his mind.
In the book, Lu Lin seemed to have patted the protagonist’s head like that too, because the protagonist was a cute little idiot, sunny and brainless, always charging around and living a carefree life.
First, he wasn’t an idiot. Second, he wasn’t living a carefree life…
Lu Mian looked up at the person wiping his hand, puzzled.
Lu Lin meticulously wiped each finger, his expression calm, but his fingers gradually reddened, showing no control over his strength. When he reached the fingers that had pinched Lu Mian’s cheeks, he almost drew blood.
A hint of bloodlust flickered in Lu Lin’s eyes, the pressure increasing. Noticing the gaze on him, he turned his head, meeting Lu Mian’s eyes.
Seeing that hungry, wolf-like gaze again, Lu Mian’s scalp tingled.
How dare he!
The book clearly stated that Lu Lin was a twisted pervert with no empathy, and he had actually tried to bite him.
Lu Mian covered his head with his hands, shifted his bottom, and turned his back to Lu Lin.
Lu Lin: “…”
A little fool who only cares about his head, not his backside.
He stared at the back of the other’s head for a moment, then stepped forward.
Lu Mian was hypnotizing himself: The villain is not scary, the villain is not scary… at least the current villain is not scary, he’s not the unloved pervert yet…
Suddenly, something poked his backside.
Lu Mian jumped: Ahhh!
There’s a pervert!
